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Dakota went to the missions wall and looked about trying to find one for his first mission. Aeon looked with him and pointed to one higher up catching Dakota's attention. He grabbed the paper and read it. "Hmm... Do ya did it? "Aeon, I think we've found a mission!" Dakota exclaimed happily with Aeon raising it's arms in joy. "I think we'll just go to the closest one... let's go see Brandon." Dakota said grabbing his bag and heading out the door.
A day of walking went by past many wild Pokemon. None attacked or were interesting, so Dakota and Aeon ignored them continuing to walk. The trail was boring, so Aeon and Dakota would occasionally play a game. He also let Quil out to walk. Quil had began to like Dakota somewhat, but refused to show it.
Aeon, Dakota and Quil finally made it to Brandon's research facility where Brandon warmly greeted them.

"Hey! You ready to get mining for some fossils?" Brandon said to Dakota handing him a hat and a pic axe.

Dakota took the hat and mining equipment from Brandon. "Yeah! Let's get started." Dakota said putting on the hat and holding the pic axe.

Brandon looked at him oddly. "I'm giving you the opportunity to get fossils... I'm not going to hold your hand. Now, here's a flash light." Brandon said to Dakota handing him a flash light. "Come back if you find anything." Brandon said to Dakota waving him off.

"Oh... okay." Dakota said more to himself than Brandon heading out. He pointed to a cave and looked at it. "Quil, Aeon, that's where we're heading." Dakota said as the trio walked to the cave entrance.
The cave looked dark, so Dakota turned on the flashlight shining it inside. A stream of Zubat and an occasional Golbat swarmed out as he did. Dakota could've sworn he saw a crobat too. As Dakota and Aeon were recovering from that experience, Quil had already walked inside.
"He- Hey!" Dakota shouted after Quil. Fifteen minutes had gone by and he didn't hear a thing.
"Quil! Where are you!" Dakota yelled worried, Aeon was going all over the cave looking for Quil. Suddenly, Aeon quickly swished behind Dakota and looked over his shoulder. What Dakota heard was a loud roar and what he saw was a Quil darting back and forth agaisnt a large rock snake thing.
Dakota watched until Quil stopped darting around and the rock snake loomed over Quil. Dakota was worried and dashed in not worrying about personal saftey and before the Onix could strike, it foundself at the end of a Pic axe. Sure, an Onix probably wouldn't be affected in anyway by a Pic Axe wielded by a human, but it was a stronger message. "Leave now! I will not allow you to hurt my Pokemon!" Dakota screamed at the Onix.

The Onix stared at Dakota in disbelief. A human, some what large for his species, but still no comparison to an Onix, which was also large for it's species. The Onix roared at Dakota but Dakota only swung the pic axe. He hit it, but it did nothing. Onix looked furious for a moment, but left.

Dakota ran to Quil and picked him up. "I told you not to go on..." He said a little sarcastically poking Quil's snout. Quil looked him but sighed motioning for his pokeball. Dakota grinned and returned Quil to his pokeball.

"Alright! Let's find those fossils. But remember, we have to watch out for dangers." Dakota said to Aeon. The two set off and found some rocks. Dakota saw something odd about the rock and decided to mine it. Inside, was a very delicate looking rock with smooth grooves. "This... is a fossil?..." Dakota asked himself shining the flash light on it. He pulled out a piece of paper from his helmet and looked at it. It had fossils found here. he closely compared the fossil to the paper. "Hey Aeon... looks like we found a Kabuto." He said smiling to Aeon. The two began out the cave when they heard other people in the cave who had gone down a different fork.
They were screaming various things about how they couldn't find anything. Dakota decided it was best not to disturb them and walked out of the cave. He hiked about a mile back to Brandon's research facility and presented him the fossil.

"This looks great!" Brandon exclaimed. "Nice find. Now would you like me to revive it for you?"

Dakota looked at the fossil and rubbed his chin a little. "No, I believe what is dead is dead. It should stay that way."

"That's okay, I'll just put it on display." Brandon asked about the adventure which Dakota explained to him. "Sounds like you had quite a time, surprised you didn't run into some thugs down there who keep stealing artifacts."

"Yeah, guess I just got lucky." Dakota said confused with Aeon matching his confusion.

"Oh... and about that Onix you were talking about... I think you have a visitor." Brandon said looking at the door oddly with an Onix staring in the window.

"Oh who could it b-" Dakota said turning around to see the Onix. He went pale and just trembled thinking Oh God... it's going to kill me. He decided to suck it up anyway and go out there to get whatever he got. Aeon stayed inside with Brandon looking at him. Brandon looked at Aeon simply crossing his arms and saying "No, I'm not your new owner."
Dakota went out the door and saw the Onix looking at him. He closed his eyes held his arms up waiting to be crushed or eaten. He was surprised to find Onix nudging his chest in a affectionate way. "What the?.." Dakota questioned looking down and rubbing the side of Onix's head. Onix respected Dakota's bravery he showed down there, and decided that he wanted to help him get further in his journy.
"Yo- you want to come with me?" Dakota looked at the Onix who had lifted its head and nodded. "That's great! I'm sure you'll make a great additon!" Dakota said jumping up with joy. He pulled a pokeball from his bag and threw it at Onix. Onix went in the ball and it shook a few times.
Dakota gleefully picked up the pokeball and went back inside.

Aeon was amazed and rushed to Dakota hugging up to him. "Hehe... you little traitor" Dakota said jokingly to the crying Duskull. Brandon look at Dakota and laughed. "I guess you got a Pokemon anyway!" he joked and congratulated Dakota. Dakota said thank you and left, walking back to the Team Snagem base.

Mission complete.

Dakota and Aeon once again walked into the mission room to look for a mission. Dakota wore a long white dress shirt and some dark blue jeans, his usual outfit. He looked over absolutely everyone and saw nothing that seemed to appeal to him in his current mood. Dakota and Aeon sighed and walked to their room. There, Dakota fell face first into his pillow and tried to sleep. He was rolling around and found a letter under his pillow, he rubbed an eye and turned on a lamp. "Hmm?... When did this get here?..." he read who it was from. Dakota's eyes shot open with astonishment when he read who it was from, his mother. Haha... she always did know where to find me. Dakota thought to himself as he opened the letter. He began to read

Dear Son,

We had a visitor who knew you visit or tiny little island in Fairbrink! We were very surprised to hear what you were doing, but we're understanding since your friend described exactly what it was your teams true purpose was. Of course, he wouldn't tell us much else about the organization, but we had him bring you this letter.

What I'm trying to say is, it's been five years since you've set off on your joureny to become a pokemon breeder like your father. It has been a while and your mother would like to see how much you've grown. Please son, do come and visit sometime.

Dakota smiled at Aeon and said "Aeon, you're going to meet my family.". Dakota grabbed his back pack and left right away hopping on a train in the next town to the East. He got to the coast and rented a boat, the island was not very well known which made it a haven. He sat on the end and coordinated around some large protuding rocks and about twenty miles off the coast of Johto, he got to his hometown, Fairbrink.

He looked around, it was a lush paradise to him. Fields as far as the eye can see with no roads, only paths of shorter grass. He began to mile walk inland where he came upon a town, everyone greeted him warmly. The people looked very similar to Dakota, natural white hair with emerald eyes. They were their own Ethnic group on the island. They all grabbed and touched Aeon, the only pokemon on the island were either wild, lived at his Father's place, or just chose to live with people. Which many pokemon did. Dakota saw an exegcutor helping with a small time gambling den, a Feraligator making bread and even a Lopunny dancing with a woman on the street. There were many other pokemon that chose their humans since Pokeballs were to expensive for his people, and not really neccisary.
After the entrance party by his people, he waved and continued down the trail to a ranch with many pokemon of various types. He came to his house and knocked on the door, a short women answered the door. "May I he-" She looked up and dropped everything she was doing and yelled "Son! You came home!"

Dakota smiled and bent over hugging his mother and lifting her off the ground. They both laughed. "It's been five years!" His mom shouted hitting him on the head this time, playfully but still stern.

"Sorry..." Dakota said rubbing his head. Aeon just watched the situation floating around. His mother noticed Aeon and grabbed it inspecting this. "This yours?" She asked pulling at it. "Yeah." Dakota answered. His mom looked at Duskull and complimented on how good it looks.

"I see you've finally gotten some pokemon." She said. "Not just that one, I've got some more." Dakota said pulling out both his Onix's and Cyndaquil's pokeballs. He threw them out and his mother was astonished. "Well, I've never seen an Onix!" She complimented and petted it. Onix was unusually allowing of this but did not return the affection, just allowed it. "Alright King, Aeon, Quil, go play with some of the pokemon on the ranch." Dakota said motioning them off.

His pokemon did as they were told leaving Dakota and his mother alone. "So I haven't seen Dad... where is he?" Dakota said a little confused. His mother looked down and motioned for him to follow. Dakota wasn't sure what was going on so he did as he was told. They walked for a long time, to the edge of the island to a tree outlooking the sea. It was a beautiful cherry blossom, Dakota remembered this tree well. He and his father would play here and his father would teach a class on Pokemon to the local villagers. It was quiet and peaceful now, under the tree he saw a grey thing. This made his heart lurge and he began to run through the field towards the tree.

Dakota stopped, and fell to his knees when he read the name. Barry Ferie He dropped his head in disbelief and just looked at the ground. His mom arrived a few minutes later and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Wha... what happened?" Dakota asked not turning his eyes from the gravestone which he kept reading over and over trying to somehow change the name to anything else. "Well... from the North there have been attacks. Every month or so... these people from Surn Island will come and try to take the villages resources and Pokemon. There are many other gravestones like this, but your father would not have it. He fought the hardest, most of the pokemon were willing to lay their lives down for your father... but he would not allow it. Him... and twelve other men stood agaisnt an invading force of one hundred. They did not stand a chance, yet never faultered. It's hard to believe this field here... was covered in blood just one year ago." His mother got quiet at this point closing her eyes, and a tear fell. "The few men surviving of the oppostion said they'd come back one year from then, we have six days left.... Why'd you have to come back now?!" His mother yelled and fell on him. Most men would run with those odds, but Dakota was like his father, will defend what he loved. His mother knew this.

Dakota stood up, his eyes glazed over from sorrow and determination. "I'm going to get some men and pokemon together... no one will die." Dakota said staggering off back to the village. The reason they were partying it was because they did not know, the few who stood were the leaders of the village and held great power granted from the Gods his people solely believed in. His mother told the village that the Gods have taken them to serve, this was somewhat true. But they were killed.

He got to the village and stood in the center, he clapped twice getting everyone's attention. "Everyone!" Dakota yelled as his mother watched and gasped from the entrance, "In six days... the island will be attacked by those dwelling on Surn. I need a volenteer Army to help me build a blockade, and fight if need...." Many people looked at him and asked "What about the one the Gods granted power too?". "They still watch over us, and lets hope they protect us. But their mortal shells are no longer here to protect us, the best they'll be able to do is benefit us, not protect us." The people came became silent and women grabbed their children. Dakota moped back to his ranch past his mother who glared teary eyed at him, no one followed.

Dakota went to the ranch and talked to every pokemon, they all loved his father and most of the older pokemon remember Dakota himself. Without hesitation, he gathered two-hundred pokemon of varying species. He was thankful the closest spot between Surn Island and Fairbrink Island was in a meadow far away from where his father rested. Him and the pokemon began to build preparations, the land pokemon built trenches and large mounds to shoot off, the water pokemon built wood and rock barricades that would sink ships by piercing the hull. The sky pokemon carried bombs and trip wire to small rock out crops so when a ship crossed the line, it would send shrapnal intot he hulls. For five days, they did this. The field was practically impenadble. Dakota went to his ranch and slept till early that morning. He awoke to another letter under his pillow.

Son, I can't stand to see another one of my loved ones die. Especially my son... I've gone into the village and am staying at an Inn. There is a box in the main room... your father left you something. Please, for the love of every God above... don't go..."

Dakota winced at those words, but he felt he had too. He went to the main room and found the large box. He got down on his knees and opened it. Inside was a saber made of crystal, a luxury ball, and a tape recorder. He picked up the blade and touched it to the nearest object, it sliced clean through with no effort. He was astonished. Then he got back down and picked up the tape recorder. "Son, I came to this island with little looking for a new life. I came here with my prized Growlithe, and met your mother. I am the happiest man in the world now... and my little growlithe has become an Arcanine with her own pup. Unfortunatly... I know today is my dying day. I want you to take her pup and continue the liniage. Oh, and before you ask. No, the growlithe hasn't been in the pokeball this whole time, your mother should have put it in there today. Now I know you're probably back to fight the enemy I left... and I've only one thing to say to you... I'm proud of you, son."

Dakota smiled heartily at those words, he'd never heard them from his father before. He grabbed the pokeball and released the pokemon, Growlithe barked. It was a beautiful girl. Dakota hugged growlithe and whispered things like "I'm sorry I couldn't have been here to train you earlier, if I live, I swear I'll make you powerful, but more importantly... loved like your mother." Growlithe barked again and licked Dakota. Dakota grinned and left commanding the young growlithe to stay.

The skys were grey and it was dark, Dakota stood on top of the biggest mound built and stared down with the saber in hand. He was one agaisnt many, and as the first ships came to shore with many warriors stepped out, Dakota heard rumbling behind him. He saw all of the people from his village holding the weapons of their people. They began the formation and Dakota held his saber out, a lightning bolt came down between the two sides which signaled the battle to begin in.

The battle went on for hours, and finally, the last of the opposition died with the clouds clearing and Dakota standing on a battle field with many dead. As he promised... no one died... atleast for Fairbrink island. Not a soul for Surn though, which should take this as a message. There were many injuries, but thankfully no casualties.

And so Dakota took his pokemon, including a new growlithe back to his boat and returned to the Snagem base. After, of course, a long hug with his mother and a promise to return every anniversary of the death of his father.

Mission Complete